Those of you who know me, know I like to have fun. Since my busa is in the garage tore down for maint., I rode the wifes 250 Rebel 25 miles to work today since it was such good weather. I thought it would be good to put some road miles on the Rebel and let the battery charge a little. I took a break for lunch and jumped on the bike for a cruise. Now mind you, I'm 6' tall and weigh 225 lbs. I look like a gorilla on a tricycle on that bike. A few miles down the road I come up to a stoplight and what do I find but 6 bikers that look streight out of a Hells Angels movie, taking up both lanes. As I was pulling up, I thought to myself, I'm going to have some fun with these guys! In full gear, on the Rebel, I pull up right in the middle of the group. As we are waiting for the light to change, I start cranking the throttle and lean on the tank like I'm going to launch like a pro stock bike at the drag strip. These azzhats actually thought I wanted to race them. The light changes and away they went, full bore! Man those bikes were fast!
Compared to the 250 Rebel!
Compared to the 250 Rebel!